He sat in his car for a few minutes before walking to the door. When I answered the door a scruffy and slightly over-weight black man stood before me....He wasn’t very attractive, but he had a kind look to him. “Hey, you must be Dave’s friend. I’m Samantha.” “Yes, I’m Trey. I assume I’m hear to look at the garage that looks fucked up?” “Yeah,” I said a little shamefacedly. “It’s open. I’ll be in here if you need anything.” I’m not sure exactly how long it took, but I heard his deep voice talking. She stopped, turned and placed her butt towards the bush. The wide, heart-shaped butt of hers pointed straight at the two in the bush. She moved her hands to the legs of her panties in order to pull the panties down. Rhonda glanced curiously at Albert. He had stopped talking when the scene outside the bush began. With a fascinated, slightly distorted facial expression, he stared at the delicious, panties-clad girly butt. Then Albert realised who she was. ‘It’s Gypsy,’ he said. ‘Who cares?’. I told her he would only be here for a minute or so and that she could just stay by the fire while I met him at the door to get her gift. When I finished my shower, I put on some shorts and built a roaring fire in the fireplace. While Sue showered and changed into something "more comfortable," I poured some wine, spread out a large soft comforter on the floor by the fire and added a few throw pillows. I was ready for a good time tonight and knew that Sue would enjoy all she was going to. The look on both their faces told them they knew it wasn't funny at all. Bob nodded his acknowledgement and stopped messing with the suit. Instead he sat motionless in The Chair, arms resting on its sides.The slightly morose look on his face implied he might just as well have been shackled to that chair. The thought that he had actually done cartwheels when they'd told him he had been selected, brought a smile of irony to his face. But he still found it almost impossible to just sit tight and.